Because history is not destiny... yet.
Where I grew up, I very rarely ever saw a squirrel. When I moved about a hundred miles away for college, I saw squirrels practically daily, except in snowy weather. The squirrels in College City were gray. Now, when I visit home, I see a lot of squirrels, and they're red. But, when I asked someone twenty miles to the east of my dad's house, I found that the squirrels are black.Fascinating stuff.
He definitely has some kind of, "make my day" thing going on. :)Anneannezook.com
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